harry potter book of crimes

The wind is howling!

The strong wind force has exceeded the normal range, and even the sea storm in the sea area where the Change is located seems to be slightly inferior.

The fierce hurricane carried sand, gravel and soil, stirring up dust on the hillside. The small forest not far away was even destroyed and the branches and leaves were scattered.

Even Maka, who was standing aside with Delphi and Kingsley, couldn't help but nodded when she saw this scene.

"As expected... Let's not mention whether it is active or not. After all, most creatures in the world are born with magic power. Whether they have enough spiritual power to activate it is one aspect, and the magic power they are born with

On the other hand, Barbray, who was selected through reagents among the many Muggle experimental subjects, is naturally the more outstanding individual among them. The magical power he possesses...should not be weaker than Harry at all, right?

"

Today is the first time Maka has come to the Muggle Queen during the day, just to take a look at the Muggle guard Barbray who is said to have mastered some magical power.

Of course, at least in Maka's view, this is far from being "capable of mastering".

"McLean," Kingsley couldn't help but curious after hearing Maka's evaluation of Barbray in the strong wind, "you said his 'magic power' is not weaker than Mr. Potter? But... he can

I'm afraid Mr. Potter can't mobilize such a large-scale powerful airflow, right?"

"Um?"

Maka paused after hearing this, then waved her hand and said:

"Oh, it's my fault that I didn't make it clear... In fact, inciting a hurricane like this aimlessly is a manifestation of uncontrollable magic. If Harry had a mental problem, maybe the noise would be bigger than

This is even bigger! But correspondingly, the magic that is completely controlled by Harry's instincts can allow him to use the levitation spell for a whole night without feeling tired."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shrugged and spread his hands forward.

"And it's obvious that he can't do it for the time being. With his current instability in mobilizing magic power, he can't even cast conventional spells."

However, if Barbray is allowed to receive targeted training for a period of time, the results will be completely different. By then, the other person will become a real wizard, and he will not be much different from other wizards.

Even because Barbray has gradually gotten used to it and stabilized it on his own from the state of magic runaway, he can understand the characteristics of magic more easily than most modern wizards, and can use magic more freely.

And this is undoubtedly a state that modern wizards, who are bound by modern magic conventions, need to put in more effort to achieve.

"How should I put it...the pain and struggle they experienced were not in vain after all!"

"Did you just say something?"

When Maka muttered softly at the end, Kingsley didn't hear clearly and subconsciously asked. However, Maka didn't say everything he thought about later, and only shook his head slightly.

"No, it's nothing."

Although the so-called "certain training" was just mentioned lightly in his mind just now, such highly targeted training is not something that just anyone can formulate. In the final analysis, the same goes for how Barbray trains in the end.

It's up to Maca to decide.

And the question lies here, including Barbray, and the other Muggle-awakened people who will definitely be added in the future. To what extent do they need to grow up?

If they were just going to help Maka fight with Haierbo, then needless to say, the stronger the better.

But don't forget, they are still Muggles, and they are even guards under the Muggle royal family. Even Maka hopes that the two parties can get along harmoniously, but the long-term estrangement and contradiction between the two is also a

Fundamental issues that people have to face squarely.

"Even if it's tentative, I'm still prepared... However, I don't want to have to go to that step unless it's absolutely necessary!"

Maka was no longer watching Barbre's hard-working performance. He just took out a tube of reagent and shook it slightly in front of his eyes, thinking in his heart.

And at this moment, as the space not far away fluctuated slightly, a wizard from Blois Castle suddenly appeared there and hurried towards Maka.

"Mr. MacLean, Miss Pansy Parkinson took the initiative to contact us. This is a letter she wanted us to forward to you."

"Parkinson?"

Maka reached out and took it, opened it and looked at it, then couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong?"

When Delphi saw this, she immediately came over. But after she also looked at it, she couldn't help but ponder for a moment, and then she didn't speak again.

On the other hand, although Kingsley was also curious about the content that made Maka show such an expression, his character naturally would not take the initiative to watch it without Maka's consent.

After they were silent for a moment, Maka looked at Delphi, with a slightly complicated look on her face and said:

"That Malfoy guy...well, no, Delphi, do you think I was wrong?"

"Of course not," Delphi pursed her lips, then raised her head slightly, looked firmly at Maka's face and said, "Although I personally may not disagree with what he said, I am me, and Malfoy is Malfoy.

, Dad... Mr. MacLean, of course you can only be yourself. And I am definitely more willing to believe in you, Mr. MacLean, than to believe in myself."

When Maka heard what she said, he couldn't help but smile and nodded to her to express his gratitude for her unconditional trust in him. Then, he folded the letter again and stuffed it into his pocket.

"This time I really have to thank Miss Parkinson... Of course, there is also the boy Alexander who helped her cover up. Okay, it's time for us to leave... Barbrey, I think you are already very tired, so there is no need

If you continue to hold on, take a good rest, and then learn more about how to master it with your own will!"

Before he finished speaking, he took Delphi and disappeared from the spot. Kingsley and the wizard from Blois Castle who came to deliver the message also immediately disapparated and left.

Soon, Barbre was the only one left on the hillside, sitting down on the ground and breathing heavily.

"But... this feels so good! My head no longer hurts, and I can summon strong winds with just a thought... The power of magic is really fascinating!"

He lay down on the grass that had been ravaged by the wind, his chest heaving greatly, but he still couldn't help but sigh sincerely.

"Wizard...?"